ponent. For a moment, in their eyes, the Saint Son of the Purple Cloud Clan was shrouded in a mysterious mist.“Ziyun... Ziyun Sheng, what do you want!”At the bottom of the deep chasm, Nan Yang Liu, t...at over 16,000 chaotic evil spirits had fallen at his hands.Over sixteen thousand!This number is astounding.After all, among these sixteen thousand chaotic evil spirits, the weakest are comparable to...